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Dialogue Topic
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Form ID
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Player Prompt
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Response Text
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Script Notes
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| 1
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0057E1D8
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0057E1E1
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GREETING
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Well, well, another visitor to the Responders graveyard.
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Somber, melancholy
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| 2
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You must be pretty good to have got past all those mutants out there. Come to pay your respects to the fallen?
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| 3
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00583D5C
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Back so soon? Well, I won't complain. A little company's nice from time to time.
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| 4
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00583D5D
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Well, now. Didn't think I'd be seeing you again.
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| 5
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00583D5E
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Back to walk among the dead? Well, I haven't joined them just yet.
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| 6
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00583D5F
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Yes, I'm still here. Still tending the garden of peace, as it were.
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| 7
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00583D26
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00583D64
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Idle Chatter
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It's peaceful here, and quiet, too. I like that. Before the war, the world was just too loud.
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| 8
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00583D65
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Can't say I would have guessed some ruined old airport in West Virginia would be my final resting place, but here I am.
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| 9
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00583D66
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Every day brings the end a little closer.
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| 10
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00583D67
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To close these weary eyes and sleep one last time. Won't be long now.
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| 11
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00583D68
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Got a chill in these old bones that I can't seem to shake.
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| 12
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00583D69
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Sore back, sore feet, sore everything. This old body's had just about enough.
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| 13
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0057E1C8
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0057E1DD
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Who are you?
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Name's Dontrelle. Dontrelle Haines.
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| 14
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00583D4A
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00583D6A
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I got a brother around here somewhere. Or maybe somewhere else. All I know is he was one of these Responders.
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Sad, world-weary. Talk a little slow, draw it out. You don't get an audience very often.
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| 15
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Came to check on him. Was a few years too late, looks like. Now I'm just marking the time while the cancer eats me up from inside.
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Sad, world-weary. Talk a little slow, draw it out. You don't get an audience very often.
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| 16
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In the end, none of us can escape our fate. We'll all be food for the worms.
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Sad, world-weary. Talk a little slow, draw it out. You don't get an audience very often.
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| 17
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0057E1CA
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0057E1D9
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I don't really give a damn about the Responders.
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That so? They're long gone now, so I guess most folks don't.
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| 18
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Nowadays, it's everybody for themselves. Can't spare a helping hand for anyone else. Got to survive.
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| 19
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0057E1CC
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0057E1DE
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That's not why I'm here.
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Same's true of most who come through here.
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| 20
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Me, I'm the watchman. Self-appointed. Keeper of the cemetery, as it were. I keep the dead company.
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| 21
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0057E1CE
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0057E1DA
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Like you said, I'm here to pay my respects.
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That's good. It's important to honor the memories of those we lost.
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Sad, world-weary, slow
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| 22
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00583D31
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00583D61
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Thanks for your time.
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Time's all I've got left, but I don't mind sharing it. You be safe out there.
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| 23
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00583D33
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00583D51
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What do you know about this area?
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I know it's a ruined wasteland filled with a hundred things that want to eat you.
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| 24
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It's better this way. Less noise, less fuss. Just echoes. In time, nature takes it all back. One day, nobody will know there was ever a city here.
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| 25
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But in the short term, well, you've got the train station with the robot who can sell you supplies, and south of that, the train yard might be good for salvage.
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| 26
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And of course, Morgantown's just across the river. Probably lots of useful stuff over there, if you can survive.
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| 27
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00583D35
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00583D6C
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This place is dangerous. Why do you stay here?
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Well, I don't figure it matters much how dangerous this place is. If one of those mutants doesn't get me, the cancer will.
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| 28
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But I guess what keeps me here is just knowing this is where my brother died.
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| 29
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Call me a superstitious old fool, but I don't want my spirit to have to walk too far to find his.
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| 30
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00583D37
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00583D55
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You mentioned a brother?
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Marcus. Five years younger than me, star running back in high school, and handsome, too. Had all the ladies chasing him.
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| 31
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He followed me into the army and became an MP, then got out and moved to Morgantown. Signed up with the police.
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| 32
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Back then, I was still living in Cincinnati. We'd talk on the radio. He tried to get me to come out here and join the Responders more than once.
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| 33
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I do miss him.
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Somber, sad.
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| 34
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00583D39
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00583D62
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I'll be on my way, then.
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You go on, then. Get out there and live your life. Enjoy it while you still can.
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| 35
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00583D3B
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00583D52
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[Charisma 4+] I'm deeply sorry, both for you and your brother. Is there anything I can do?
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Well, that's right kind of you to ask. Can't remember the last time I met someone with good manners.
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| 36
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Kindness like that deserves a reward.
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| 37
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00583D3D
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00583D5B
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[Intelligence 4+] If you're on borrowed time, it seems only reasonable to give me your supplies.
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For we brought nothing into the world, and we can take nothing out of it. I believe that's first Timothy, chapter six, verse seven.
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| 38
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The good book has brought me comfort these past few years. Maybe I can give you something that'll do the same.
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| 39
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00583D30
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00583D54
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This is supposed to help with radiation. Won't do me much good now, so here, you take it.
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| 40
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00583D3F
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00583D50
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Could you answer some questions for me?
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What would you like to know?
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| 41
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00583D42
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00583D4E
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You have cancer?
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Pretty sure. Can't exactly get a hospital visit to check, but I was a medic in the army once, so I know a thing or two about it.
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| 42
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Got to figure it's the radiation. Plenty of that still around.
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| 43
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It's just as well. My time is coming, and I've made peace with it.
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| 44
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00583D44
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00583D58
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Not me. I'm going to live forever!
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Is that so? Well then I feel a deep pity for you.
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| 45
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Day by day, this weary old world is dying. Don't have to look far to see that.
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| 46
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All the great institutions of man, all his worldly achievements and wondrous machines... they're all rust and dust now.
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| 47
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I can't think of a fate more tragic than to live forever and be forced to watch all that was once good and beautiful rot down to nothing.
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| 48
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00583D41
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00583D5A
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Anyway, guess you've listened to me ramble on for long enough by now. What can this old man do for you?
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| 49
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00583D46
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00583D6D
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Your attitude sucks, old man.
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Well, that's a natural way to feel. Most folks don't like to talk about their inevitable end. Makes 'em uncomfortable.
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| 50
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But some part of us, deep down, always hears that ticking clock. We try to bury it, but it's always there. Tick, tick, tick.
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| 51
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Me, I like the sound. It's soft, comforting. One day soon, that ticking clock will lull me to sleep, once and for all. Tick, tick, tick.
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| 52
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00583D41
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00583D5A
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Anyway, guess you've listened to me ramble on for long enough by now. What can this old man do for you?
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| 53
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00583D48
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00583D56
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That's why we have to make our lives count for something.
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That's just the kind of thing Marcus would say.
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| 54
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Me, I just looked out for myself. Now I'm still alive, and he's long gone.
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| 55
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Did his life count for something? I don't really know. He and the other Responders saved a lot of folks, but they all died eventually.
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| 56
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Now they're all dust and memories, and even those will fade in time.
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| 57
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00583D41
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00583D5A
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Anyway, guess you've listened to me ramble on for long enough by now. What can this old man do for you?
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| 58
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00583D4B
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00583D53
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No time to talk right now. Goodbye.
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Alright then.
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| 59
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0058FEBB
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0058FEBD
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Tell me more about the Responders.
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They used to be cops, firefighters, medics. Marcus always made them sound like good folk. They looked after other people as best they could.
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Somber, sad
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| 60
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This was their base, far as I can tell. They got overrun by those things out in the halls. Found a few bodies in here and set up a little memorial.
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| 61
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There was a lady named Chavez. Got a holotape she made on that map table. Last words, by the sound of it.
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| 62
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I ain't been here that long, so that's about all I know.
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